My First Sex Encounter With A Facebook Girl
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🚶My First Sex Encounter With A Facebook Girl:
I had never dated online before. It was my first experience. I won’t state her name because she’s reading this. I was new in Facebook but most of my friends were females. She however, took special interest in me and within a short while, we agreed to meet.
It was in a cold rainy Saturday evening that we agreed to meet. I met her at the bus stop and she followed me to my house. She was dressed in a very short and revealing mini skirt and a spaghetti top in spite of the cold. She looked more beautiful than she looked in her pictures on Facebook and I was quite satisfied.
We were home now and she told me she won’t be too long. She wanted us to get to action immediately and asked me to lock the door. I almost stumbled on a chair as I sped to lock the door. She was lying in bed now and I turned up the volume of my woofer speakers so as to drown any soundtrack she might produce during the act.
When I turned back to look at her I was shocked by what I saw. She had pulled a bible from her handbag. She gave it to me.
“Please open to 1Corinthians 6:18.” She instructed.
I held the bible for a while then decided to did as she had instructed. I opened to the quotation she had given and read aloud. “Flee away from fornication. Whatever sin a man commits, he does out of his body; but when he fornicates, he does that against his own body.” She didn’t need to say anything further. The words from the holy book alone were enough to disarm me.
With my hands shaking, I handed the bible back to her and sat on the bed, beside her.
“Who are you?” I asked
“I am an evangelist. God sent me to warn you and change your life for good. You take lots of risks. You invited me to your house without even knowing who I was. I could be a spirit, a demon, a witch, HIV positive…anything. Please change your lifestyle and serve the Lord.” She preached.
I was frozen for a whole minute as I looked at her. My mouth hung open but I couldn’t offer a word.
“Are you OK?” She asked when she saw me frozen and staring at her strangely.
“Please you will have to forgive my slack-jawed gaze. I have never seen a girl like you all my life. But if I may ask, why are you dressed so seductively if you are on a spiritual mission?” I asked, sweating.
“I had to dress like this so I could get your attention. I normally do not dress like this.”
“You took a great risk coming here like this and asking me to lock the door. You could be raped.” I cautioned her.
“Don’t worry. Nothing can happen. He that is in me always protects. Read Psalms 121 when you are able.” She sounded so confident and sure of herself.
Soon she said she was going. I walked her to the road and she took a bike and left. She made me promise I was going to come to their church the next day. I promised I would. When I got back home, my male neighbours asked me how everything went. Normally, in order not to look stupid in front of them, I lied that things happened. I was the only one who knew nothing happened. We are good friends now and I am so grateful to her for such a practical lesson.
Moral Of The Story: Do not judge a book by its cover, Cover may not read the book scriptures!
